One cycle, two cycles, three cycles…
Ninety-nine cycles, eighty-one cycles.
When the true qi of the Myriad Manifestation Art circulated along the meridians and through the internal organs for a full eighty-one cycles.
*Pfft.*
With a soft sound, Du Fei felt something within him being pierced.
It was as if he had been enveloped by a thin membrane before, but now that the membrane was broken, Du Fei’s true qi circulated without any obstruction, and the true qi in his dantian began to grow.
Although it was only a tiny bit, it was a qualitative change compared to the previous stagnation.
Could it be that he had broken through the Foundation Establishment stage and advanced to the Innate realm?
The next second, as soon as Du Fei opened his eyes, he felt that the entire world was different.
The world in front of him was like a 4K ultra-clear version.
Du Fei could clearly see every antenna of a tiny midge on the roof.
From the teacup on the table, Du Fei could see through the cup wall and tell if there was water inside.
Even more exaggeratedly, when Du Fei inadvertently gazed at his arm, he found that his arm had turned into a mass of blood vessels and meridians.
"What the hell is this?"
Du Fei was startled and quickly shook his head.
After a full two to three minutes, when Du Fei calmed down, he looked at his arm again.
Under Du Fei's gaze, his arm quickly opened layer by layer like a curtain. In a moment, only blood vessels and grayish-brown meridians remained before Du Fei's eyes.
This is incredible, his eyes can actually see through a ceramic cup and skin. Isn't this the legendary x-ray vision?
Yes, it's x-ray vision. Du Fei felt that this description of his eyes was perfect.
Next, Du Fei began to examine his body, looking at his internal organs and dantian as if he were using a magnifying glass. Du Fei immediately felt how magical it was.
For more than an hour, Du Fei finally understood his x-ray vision completely.
So far, everything in the house can be seen through, except for the thick cement walls.
However, there were limitations to this vision. It couldn't last for more than three minutes, otherwise, Du Fei's eyes would feel sore and swollen, and he would shed tears uncontrollably.
If he had any doubts before, at this very moment, Du Fei was one hundred percent certain that he had broken through the Foundation Establishment stage and advanced to the Innate stage.
Speaking of which, advancing to the Innate realm should be closely related to Du Fei opening his Chinese medicine clinic.
Because before, when he received the inheritance from his ancestors, his ancestor had told him to practice medicine and save people for three years.
Now that Du Fei thought about it carefully, his ancestor's intention was probably to let him use these three years to experience the mundane world and temper himself in the mortal realm, so that his Myriad Manifestation Art could reach a higher level.
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"Good morning."
"Good morning."
When Du Fei arrived at the Chinese medicine clinic, Wang Zhongling happened to arrive as well.
They greeted each other at the entrance, and then Du Fei opened the door.
After entering, Du Fei casually picked up a broom and started cleaning.
Seeing this, Wang Zhongling couldn't help but say, "Du Fei, you're the only doctor in this clinic, and you're already busy enough. You're even cleaning? If you ask me, we should hire someone. If you don't have money, I'll pay for it."
"I was planning to hire someone these past few days, but there's no one available now, so I'll just sweep a bit. Besides, you're working for me, and I haven't paid you yet. It wouldn't be appropriate for you to pay for a cleaner."
Du Fei didn't expect Wang Zhongling to say that.
Wang Zhongling, a young lady of status, came to help him without getting paid, and was even offering to help Du Fei hire someone. Anyone else would have been moved to tears.
"I'm not here to make money. I'm here to secretly learn from my grandfather. Money is irrelevant."
Wang Zhongling was straightforward.
But she was telling the truth. Du Fei's Chinese medicine clinic didn't earn much money. The patients who came were not wealthy, and Du Fei sold them medicine at almost cost price, or even gave it away for free to those who were in dire straits.
With such a business model, how could they possibly make money?
Fortunately, Du Fei's purpose in opening the Chinese medicine clinic was not to make money, and Wang Zhongling's convertible sports car parked outside was something an ordinary person couldn't earn in a lifetime.
After a simple cleaning, Du Fei sat behind the counter, waiting for patients.
Time quickly passed until noon.
"Doctor Du, Doctor Du."
A man ran into the Chinese medicine clinic, panting heavily, likely from running too hard.
When Du Fei saw the man, he immediately said, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong? You're running so urgently?"
The man was named Zhang Yongbo, and he ran a breakfast shop next to Du Fei's Chinese medicine clinic.
After Du Fei cured the suicidal man that day, Zhang Yongbo visited Du Fei's clinic twice for treatment.
Later, Du Fei prescribed medicine, which cured him. Since then, he would occasionally bring some breakfast for Du Fei to eat and chat a few times.
Du Fei initially didn't plan to eat it, but he couldn't refuse Zhang Yongbo's hospitality, so he and Wang Zhongling ate it.
When he offered to pay, Zhang Yongbo refused to accept the money.
After they had eaten once, they realized that Zhang Yongbo's cooking was really good, especially his xiaolongbao, which was visually appealing, aromatic, and delicious.
From then on, Wang Zhongling often skipped breakfast at home and went to Zhang Yongbo's breakfast shop to eat.
"Doctor Du, Grandma Li upstairs in my building has fainted. Please go and take a look."
Zhang Yongbo panted a couple of times and quickly explained why he had run over.
Upon hearing that someone had fainted, Du Fei immediately grabbed his needle bag and said to Wang Zhongling, "You stay at the shop, I'll go take a look."
Then, he ran out with Zhang Yongbo.
Zhang Yongbo lived in a dormitory-style building, not far from the Chinese medicine clinic, and it only took five minutes to run there.
If Du Fei hadn't been lost and had to wait for Zhang Yongbo, he would have been able to reach it in a minute.
Following Zhang Yongbo, they ran up to the top floor, and Du Fei arrived at a household.
"The doctor is here, make way, make way."
Zhang Yongbo, who ran a breakfast shop, had a very loud voice. As soon as he shouted, he immediately parted the crowd gathered at the entrance.
Du Fei quickly squeezed in.
"Old Zhang, you say this young man is a doctor? Are you kidding me?"
"Grandma Li's old illness has probably flared up again. Hurry and send her to the hospital. If you don't have enough money, we can all chip in a little."
"Zhang Yongbo, what are you doing? Where did you find this young man? He looks like he hasn't even grown all his hair, and he can treat people?"
"I've already called 120, but there's traffic, and it'll take a while."
The onlookers saw Du Fei and looked at him with disbelief and disdain.
After all, in the perception of ordinary people like them, the older the doctor, the more skilled they were.